Luyện nghe bài hát Like My Style (feattony Yayo Of G Unit)

I you like my style
You like how I it down
I you like style
You like how I it down
I you like my style
You like how I break it
Wanna get rich I'll you how
get rich I'll show you how

On ya mark, get set, go, switch the flow
Teach ya how to Yayo into dough
The original don dada, nobody bomb
Ya heard what I boy, I'm hot, I'm hot
The hoodrats say "He so crazy"
The snitches say "He tried to spray me"
That's what you get for to play me
The aftermath and my is so shady
No matter how you try you stop it
I catch ya stunting in the Bentley Coupé
If you a pimp why ya hoes outta pocket?
Front and out how my P-40 Glock hit
"50 you some help?"
Chill, I got this
Where I'm from the D's to knock us
They swear to God that it's me selling the
Man, I give them little niggas no product

I know you my style
But how much do you like my
You like how I break it
Wanna get I'll show you how

I know you like my
But how much do you my style?
You how I break it down
get rich I'll show you how

The birds they say I got a way words
I be "baby girl, I like them curves"
If ya not busy tonight we can swerve
I'mma bachelor, baby, fuck what you

From the tellie in ten minutes I'll make you a
touch ya, I'll have ya shakin' like you havin' a seizure
I make hits about what I do in my
G-Unit gang, another clique out there see us
Niggas lip sync the lyrics cause they be us
Groupie from the hood they be trying to G us
to holla at the kid every time they see us
Girlfriend pretending, I'm the nigga ya love
And I got to say nothing, you know that I'm thugging
Put my hands on that ass and ya say I'm bugging
We family, baby, kissing
Now look what the raff done drug in
For the cheese my degrees is then ya oven
New Yorker, but I sound Southern
And we sip DP 'till the Don bubblin'
we play, ok, go to ya husband

I you like my style
But how much do you my style?
You how I break it down
Wanna get rich show you how

I know you like my
But how much do you like my
You like how I it down
get rich I'll show you how

Em said you gone my style
Dre you gone like my style
I said you gone like my
You gone how I break it down

not really, really ready
The drama have ya ass in trauma, boy
You're not really, ready
My knife flip open and then I to poking
You're not really, really
Them start popping and bodies get to dropping
You're not really, ready
You ya ready, ya not
Really really